The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate

Zayd closed the door behind him and reluctantly walked inside, stooping in front of her. “Quinn... little red, what's wrong?”

She looked down at him with eyes that were red with tears, rapidly shaking her head. “Why are you here?”

"Quinn I...answer me first, what did she say to you? Why in heaven's name are you crying so painfully? Tell me, I'll take care of it.”

“I...I..." she swallowed, her mental panic visible on her face. “Nothing happened.”

"Quinn..." He reached for her face, and though it was futile to wipe away the tears that tainted her cheeks, he did. “Quinn, talk to me. The bond...why can't I feel it? And for the last time, why the f*ck are you crying?”

“It...my wolf...” She choked out. “My wolf is dead...”

"W-Wha...? What are you talking about? How can your wolf be de...?"

Walking to the front door, he opened it, meeting her father on the porch. He could've smelled his approach from afar, the scent of liquor, the agonizing scent of lugubriousness. “Old man I..."

The man glared at him ~this same man who'd only offered him hospitality before~ and he could only look down in even more shame. “I'm sorry... should“ve...I should've been here.”

"Yes, you should've been. She watched the doors day and night just hoping you'd walk in, and that jacket that I wanted to f*cking burn, she held it close even though she couldn't even smell your scent. You've disappointed me, son...but I can't blame you for what happened, it is my fault for being clueless. I should've figured it out when it happened the first time.”

He walked past Zayd, entering the house, and Zayd followed him. “I'm such a f*cking fool for even doubting it, I've known all along. Twenty one years ago, I knew too...but I loved her too much. I'd already lost one, I did not want to lose two. But now, I can't let it slide, I can't let her go.” He turned to Zayd with blatant tears in his eyes. “Her mother is on the run, for her crimes, catch her before she crosses the border, but I beg this of you...spear her...for my selfish sake.”

Zayd tilted his head as he stared at Derrick. “What are y...? Are you saying that she is the perpetrator? It can't be...her own child?”

"Go, catch her...if I go, I know I will only set her free.”

Zayd didn't waste another second, he sniffed the air, confirming the fact that she was gone before he rushed through the door, transforming into his black furred wolf mid-run. He'd had his suspicions too...

That morning when Quinn fell unconscious, and she only stood by the door, watching everything without a single spec of concern on her face.

That day at the dining table when Quinn seemed so awkward speaking to her...as if she wasn't used to having normal conversations with her own mother...

It had been clear; she cooked all the time, and she was the one who delivered food to Quinn...but to suspect her mother had been beyond him. But now that it has been confirmed, for ruining Quinn, he will rip her apart, tear her to shreds, then bask in her blood.

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